Chapter 86: True Selfishness

At the basement of Azure Wind Stupa, a week later. I was sitting on a long comfortable red couch with two stocky girls on both sides. They wore loose blue revealing clothes and were subject to my will. Slaves, to be honest.

''How many men do you have in First Sky Martial House?'' I asked the man sitting opposite of me. This was Qin Mao, one of the few remaining underground dealers in Xuahour. The room was his, the beauties serving me were his, and the black market hidden down here was also his.

Burly, long-haired man with a gruff voice, he was a fierce practitioner at Meridian Opening rank 8. He had ties with various Qi gathering cultivators and was a member of the Wang Clan.

How did I get to know him? I didn't seek this person, HE came to me one day. His men had seen me with Sheng Yin and they thought I was the 'link' to the Sheng family whom they had been searching for.

''Men, I have many. As long as the city protector dies, I will be free and so will be you,'' replied Qin Mao. He then leaned forward to gaze at my expression.

The plan was simple. I would seduce Sheng Yin, get valuable info from her about her father, which in turn would help the Wang family eliminate their enemy Long Jung, the city protector.

As the right-hand man of Long Jung, this Qi gathering cultivator was highly valued by him. However, meddling in the affairs of cultivators as mere practitioners was dangerous, oh so dangerous.

''You do not have to worry about First Sky Martial House. My men can handle that. You will do what I say,'' he added. Indeed, my life was at stake here. I was the supposed puppet of his Blood Fang mafia group from today.

It wasn't just me but tens of other practitioners who knew young masters of various families, included in this plan. They had found me and they had abducted me. 

But as a valuable chess piece, I had to be given freedom. Sheng Yin, the beloved daughter of Sheng Aur, I couldn't seduce her if they locked me in this basement, could I?

There I was, thinking about practicing diligently just some days ago and quickly reaching Meridian Opening, but I was now entangled in this power struggle. He didn't tell me why the Wang family wanted to assassinate the city protector. I was a pawn, unworthy of knowing such confidential information.

''You show no fear…'' Qin Mao finally commented. He had been observing me since the moment I stepped into this room.

Most practitioners would be horrified. Trying to plot against the city protector? They will be hanged if found! They will be uneasy, a mafia group had placed their attention on lowly Viscera Purifying practitioners such as themselves. If this wasn't the trouble then what was?! They couldn't possibly-

But I wasn't them. I was someone who ran multiple mafia groups back on earth, I was a drug dealer, the number one on the bounty list… This wasn't anything new but slightly interesting.

''Ah!'' cried one of the girls as I casually groped her melons, squeezing them with no shame. I said, ''Don't place me on the same level as those coward baboons. There is no other option, I will do whatever you demand of me.''

''Haha. HAHAHAHA! I like you, lad. You have balls talking to me like that.'' Qin Mao's laughter scared the servants around him. They shuddered. How could I be calm in the face of such a crazy man?

''Two months.'' He showed me his fore and middle fingers while keeping others locked against his palm. ''I will give you two months to make that girl dance in your tune. After that, you will make her spill her father's secrets.''

Two? Surely he was underestimating me. I could reach the 3rd rank of Viscera Purifying in two months, seducing a girl who hadn't yet tasted the forbidden fruit was much easier.

''You have a decent face but I am not sure about anything else… if you fail…'' He gestured by sliding his finger against his neck. Death, they would give me and lots of other young men who also failed in their different missions.

''Trust is one thing you can place on me, but do not hope because I hate that word.'' I stood up, getting bored of squeezing both girls' melons.

There were hundreds of such women like them on the slave market and the city's brothel. If I wanted pleasure, I could just buy a few or visit that place. My tastes were more refined, however, and Sheng Yin was a suitable prey to play with.

'Hmm, I need to target some more young misses here.' I stroked my chin and suddenly stretched my hand to catch something thrown at me.

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It was the fang of Skin Blood viper, a mid-grade one beast. Qin Mao told me to show this in any shady place, like black markets, brothels, hidden dens, etc and they would let me in with special treatment.

Now, this was one of the benefits of having ties with people who controlled the underground world. Qin Mao was also a pawn in the eyes of Wang family cultivators but he had substantial influence at his level.

At this moment, a tall lady entered the room. She was wearing black trousers and leather upper garments that looked like a t-shirt but had laces instead of buttons. Her hair was short and there were at least eight piercings on her ears, all of which were occupied by rings and tops.

She had an eye-pleasing face but a battle-hardened expression. There was a dragon tattoo on her neck and I couldn't see how long it stretched, or if it even reached her humongous chest. She was BIG, literally having muscles like trained men and at a glance, looked extremely ferocious.

'On a second glance though…'

''Don't stare at her too much. She'll attack you.'' Qin Mao also stood up and introduced me to this newcomer.

''We call her Bina. She has no surname. This lad is Zuifan and he will provide us the info.'' Qin Mao waved his hand and continued, ''Bina will keep in contact with you for the whole duration.''

Motioning at the woman at rank 5 Viscera Purifying, he said, ''Break his legs if he tries running. Break his hands if he tries anything else. You don't need to break his neck, I'll decide that two months later.''

Whoa there, that was scary. I wasn't kidding, Bina seemed like someone who was experienced in breaking things, including men.

The lighting was a little dim here with those yellow lanterns which no one had bothered to refill. I, along with the silent Bina, went out of the room as some other lackeys entered. I heard the slave girls cry out in surprise which was mixed within Qin Mao's laughter. Slowly, that faded away as we went through one hallway after another.

Azure Wind Stupa was Wang Clan's property and it was actually the city arena. Although the city protector and other officers in charge of security were aware of the black market just under it, they couldn't do anything.

The Wang family also had cultivators, most likely at the Essence Aggregation Stage. Normal practitioners didn't know about this. Only those with a cultivator in their family were privy to information about the strength of ruling powers.

They knew what was after the Qi gathering stage but hardly anyone had seen a cultivator at that stage. Core Condensation, the highest one could reach in this world, was a legend on par with the sects. These practitioners, the old monsters either stuck in this world or preparing for a breakthrough, could only be found in sects.

''Stop!'' a man signaled but immediately regretted seeing Bina with me. The woman didn't say anything and coldly walked past him while I followed while looking around.

Exiting from a tall steel gate, we reached up ground. The cheers of people at the seats resounded against the walls of this stupa. This was a closed arena, meaning the sky was covered. It was indoors.

The light came from the large circular windows covered by metal nets. The space at the center had no ring but sand on it. This was a gigantic stupa and the fighting ground surrounded by wooden seats was the size of a football ground.

More than one fight was held at once and it was the watchers' choice on which fighter to bet and watch. I was getting interested in a fight between two buff practitioners but Bina walked towards the exit. This happened daily and I could come here any day.

Coming out from the stupa with Bina, I secretly snorted and then smiled. I didn't believe one bit what Qin Mao promised me.

After they successfully got the info, they would surely try to silence me. You didn't become a mafia boss by being honest. So why was I going along with this bullshit?

One reason, I was weaker than them and trouble was the daily guest for a weak practitioner unless you didn't desire to rank up at all. Another reason, this was an opportunity. From the start, I had been planning to use Sheng Yin.

Seducing her was a sure matter and betraying these third-rate criminals was also a sure matter. I was nobody's pawn. Siding up with the Wang family or the city protector? I would latch on to whoever appeared to be the most powerful.

Once I became strong enough, there was no need to care about these plebs. In the end, I was on no one's side but only myself.

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